Kayon stood tall in the hail of bullets, not moving a step.
Sorge's rebellion was beyond his expectation, and it was only after he walked here that he became aware of the many doubts in this incident.
However, what surprised him the most was that the mark he placed on the other party's soul actually became invalid - or it could be said that it had been modified a long time ago.
The opponent is an equally patient hunter. They may have instigated Sorge's rebellion three years ago, but during this period they did not make the slightest move.
Thinking of this, Kayon knew that a long battle would be disadvantageous, so he gave up the idea of killing the person in front of him and made obtaining the list his first priority. When Sorge told him that the list was here, Kayon did not show any emotion.
Guess this isn't a lie.
Thinking about it, he took off a stack of tarot cards from his belt and untied the leather binding the thick papyrus cards.
Each tarot card is painted with twisted and crazy images, all painted by his own hands, stroke by stroke.
This thing is the stunt that Khayon is famous for. The paint used to depict the pattern is a mixture of several rare reagents. Each reagent has its own unique use. He can bind the captured demons in the card and release them when needed.
Come out. (Similar to a certain first-generation Mahou Soju)
Khayon directly pulled out two cards, touched the processed papyrus with his fingers and the ink marks outlined on the cards, and then threw them into the air.
"I will unlock your prison!"
Accompanied by a puff of light cyan foul-smelling smoke, a dirty color appeared in the air, followed by an annoying buzzing sound.
The first person to step out of the smoke was a tall body. The lower body was like a salamander, with four strong legs. Dark gray skin was covered with mucus. It was covered with strange and broken armor, and its head was covered by a cap.
He was covered with a triangular helmet and held an iron fork that was slowly rusting.
When the first one appeared, the second figure followed one after another.
In its hand it held a long sword full of holes, which looked almost the same as the former, except that the armor was covered with ritual inscriptions.
The eyes of the two demons were as thin as a slit and were the color of the hot night.
"It's finally out."
The devil holding the iron fork laughed loudly, like thunder, then wiped the iron fork clean on his tongue and kissed it again.
"I smell blood, it's good."
"You are so pathetic."
The sword-wielding demon immediately taunted, probing the air with its bat-like tongue, catching scents like an insect.
There was a particularly disgusting mass of hair and bumps on the back of his thick neck, accumulated above the carapace.
"We can kill here, and the blood here should be harvested by us."
These are a pair of twin demons from a demon world in the Eye of Terror. They were once prominent demon lords, but were eventually defeated by Khayon.
Compared to other demons of the same type, their smell is very abominable, and a large number of flies can be seen flying around them - flies that appear out of thin air.
"Wait, where's that damn wizard?"
The devil holding the fork spit out a ball of black mucus, then turned his eyes behind him, but there was no one in sight.
So he turned his attention to Talos, who was not far away.
"Forget it! Kill one first to fill your stomach!!"
His movements were as fast as the wind. When his four powerful legs stepped forward, the distance of several hundred meters was only a blink of an eye.
Even the Astartes would find it extremely difficult to react in such a short period of time.
But Talos had already foreseen what the devil would do when he spoke, and even predicted that the other party would reach him in a few seconds.
He lifted up the reloaded bolt pistol, but it was no longer loaded with ordinary bolts, but with Dietrian's special psychic bolts!
Bang bang bang bang bang—!
Under the prophet's foresight, the demon's trajectory has been preset, and he only needs to shoot in the predetermined direction.
"What--"
In the demon's shocked cry, four psychic bombs were sent into his head and six psychic bombs were sent into his torso.
In the blink of an eye, sharp horns, flesh, and brain remnants flew everywhere, and the evil flash of subspace light triggered a violent explosion, and the charging demon fell to the ground.
Another demon also howled and rushed towards him with a long sword, its eyelidless eyes bursting with the light of dead stars, and its roaring mouth full of barbed black fangs.
Talos did not fire this time, because the latter set off when the former was halfway through the charge, obviously too late.
The prophet could only retreat, but the opponent's second cross-cutting sword immediately left a deep scratch on his breastplate, almost disemboweling him.
"Two times."
Talos used his arm armor to deflect the third sword and retreated continuously.
The devil is pressing forward step by step and will not give up until he takes his life.
Talos ducked to avoid the swipe that easily severed his armored torso, then caught the demon's opening, dropped the gun, and delivered a powerful punch to the beast's face.
In an instant, the teeth shattered and flew in all directions.
The monster staggered back, knocking a statue into pieces, and then precariously grabbed a side railing to regain its balance.
But Talos didn't intend to stop there and rushed forward with bare hands.
The demon waved the long sword randomly in an attempt to block, but the iron-clad fist hit the side of the demon's head twice in a row, flattening its ears and cracking its bones.
"Die! Die!!!!"
The demon fought back furiously, and the sword blade swept across Talos's shoulder armor, cutting off two of Talos' treasured badges.
The prophet immediately responded with a fierce and angry blow with his right hand, sending the demon flying to the other side.
The demon slammed the statue on the base, and then frantically tried to pick up the blood-stained sword.
At this time, it saw that he saw Talos suddenly retreating far away, so it instinctively rushed over and raised the sword high with both hands.
But it didn't know that just a hundred meters away, a large-caliber sniper rifle had been aimed at it.
The sniper has loaded a special psychic bullet with extra penetration and range. At this distance, even the devil cannot take a shot.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This gun comes from Huron's arsenal and is an extremely rare extermination sniper rifle.
This is a very large sniper rifle. It is famous for being particularly ferocious. It is large and heavy. It is made by the craftsmen of the Cult of Mechanicus. It contains a complex machine soul. It uses special supergravity alloy as ammunition and can penetrate almost everything.
All known forms of protection.
Able to achieve a perfect balance between muzzle velocity and bullet impact.
The one who uses it is the new recruit Bahram.
The demon continued to charge forward.
Bahram remained calm, and time seemed almost frozen to him.
A sniper's greatest strength lies in his stability and patience, even when everything around him is happening rapidly.
After taking a deep breath, he pulled the trigger.
The next second, he enjoyed the blood mist that erupted when the demon's head and neck were separated.
Talos picked up the bolt pistol again and fired again at the headless body that rushed towards him.
The demon's torso disintegrated amid splashes of scarlet flesh and armor fragments, and the remains finally collapsed at Talos' feet.
In the distance, Bahram stood up from his shooting crouch and lowered the smoking sniper rifle from his shoulder.
"Well played."
Talos praised the new recruit, then noticed something twitching nearby.
It was the corpse of the first demon that was still shaking.
Talos walked over and put a bullet through the demon's chest and into the floor.
As the bullet penetrated the chest, the demon's body jumped violently as if it was being pacified by an electric shock, and then slowly dissolved——
There was only a moment of silence in the former battlefield.
Talos glanced in the direction of the church, then hummed.
"Just give me a good beating and that's it. You have to ask for trouble. You are as smart as ever, Qianzi——"